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Nothing
can prepare you for a visitation from another world.
It
happens like this:
Late
at night. Or very early morning. You are all alone. You
are out driving down some lonely desert road at 3:00 a.m.
It is so quiet and very dark... Unaccountably, your vehicle
stops all by itself. The radio is dead, or worse, comes
on all by itself. Then out of nowhere a flickering light
all around you. Inexplicably you feel a growing sense
of terror. The light comes closer...
Fox
Mulder and Dana Scully have both been there. Fox is the
believer, the one who lives with a terrible understanding
since his whole vision of reality was irrevocably changed
the day his sister was abducted. Scully is the scientist,
the skeptic, the one who believes in rules and order and
the stability of the laws of science. Mulder and Scully
are the two sides of ourselves, materialist-magicians,
people who try to live each day with contradictions that
lie buried just beneath the shell of our smiles. Just
what kind of world do we live in, really?
Every
night we try to sleep with unanswered questions. What
is real? Who am I? Where do I fit into the grand scheme?
And most importantly: just who is actually in charge of
things?
One
encounter can change your life forever. One terrifying
touch from another world can transform you forever into
a believer. All the cynicism, skepticism and rationalizations
melt away in that one awful moment when your carefully-constructed
view of reality is shattered by the devastation of an
Appearance.
Regardless
of who you are, it can happen to you. We live in a world
where the very definitions of reality change like a movie
script revision. Nothing is what it seems. Whatever else
you remember, remember this: some things are real but
not true.
Long
ago, a man with his own life and agenda had the one terrifying
encounter he never expected. It did not happen like the
others you have heard about. It was on a busy road, at
high noon, in bright daylight and surrounded by friends
equally unbelieving and equally unprepared. And unlike
other X-Files this encounter was both real and
true. Saul the cynic, Saul the skeptic, Saul the man with
murderous intention to eliminate the threat to his nation's
security and carefully-constructed belief system was stopped
dead in his tracks when he least expected it. There on
the Damascus road something happened to him of such shock
and consequence that it changed forever everything he
had ever known and believed. In one terrifying moment,
he found out who he was, where he was really going and
most shocking of all, Who is really in charge of things
in the Universe. (Acts 9:22,26)
The
others saw it too. This was no hallucination, no dream.
This was no empty desert road in the wee hours of the
morning. This was not the predictable result of a prolonged
search to establish the truth of something you already
believe is true. This was no hypnotic regression recollection.
The witnesses would never forget what happened. Light
all around them, brighter than the noonday sun. Terror
that took all their strength and turned the iron of their
arrogance into water on the ground. They saw it all right.
It was real, and it was true. And even more terrifying,
they heard. "Get up. Go to Damascus. There
I will show you what you are to do."
The
other eyewitnesses didn't hear all that Saul heard. The
Voice that spoke first to him that day and told him what
he was to do for the rest of forever had something private
and personal to say to him, something for him alone. The
Voice spoke in his own language and called him by name.
The Owner of that Voice had watched him and known him
for a long, long time.
If
you make the choice to listen, that same Voice has something
unique to say to you. The Owner of that Voice has watched
and known you, too. We are not alone. Unlike
Scully and Mulder you don't need a dark night and a mystery.
All you need is your own lonely road and a hunger to know
what is really real.
"Who
are you?"
"I
am Jesus of Nazareth, whom you are persecuting."
"Lord
- what do you want me to do?"
The
Truth is up there.
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© 1999 Winkie Pratney.
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